CREATED BY…CLIFFORD SPILLER
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ‘N.G.™
POET…”NOT GUILTY”™ 7/11/09
THE MEMIOR OF A ‘GOD’
‘CHOICE’…MY GIFT OF BALANCE
‘ALL’…IS WHAT I MANAGE
‘CYCLE’…MY BREATHE OF SEASONS
‘LIFE FORMS’…MY ‘INK’ OF MEANING
‘SIGHT’…MY ‘ORB’ OF LIGHT
‘ME’…THE POWER OF MIGHT
‘NOT GUILTY’…MY NAME
‘HEAVEN’…THE SAME
THE ‘EQUITY OF TRINITY’;
IS MY FREQENCY…
WITH THE FLOW OF ETERNITY’S CLARITY
DOWN BY THE ‘UP HIGH’
‘WHOLE’; DEFINES ‘MY PIE’…
IN THE CYCLE OF ‘BY AND BY’
Thursday, April 22, 2010
CREATED BY… CLIFFORD SPILLER
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 6/3/09
POET…NOT GUILTY™ N.G.™
N.G. & BLIZZ…
2 OF A KIND, IS THE WAY IT IS
CREATED FROM THE ACTIONS OF ‘GOD’;
HANDLING ‘GOD’S BIZ’
UNIQUE MINDS…
WITH THE INNORCENCE OF ‘KIDS’
THE DOING OF NOW; AND THE NOW OF DID
FORE, ALL OF CREATION…KNOW THAT THESE 2 ARE A ‘WIZ’
TRUE “INKSTERS” OF THE ARTS…FROM ‘HERS’;
TO ‘HIS’
TRUE…
A TIGHTNESS, THAT REDEFINE ‘SUPERGLUE’
BLESSED…
TO CREATE OUR OWN ‘GLASS SHOE’
IN THE DEPTHS OF DARKNESS;
‘LET THERE BE LIGHT’…IS WHAT ‘WE’ DO
YET; WAVING SOME MAGIC WAND,
BEEN FLEW…
INTO THE REALM OF ;
ENTITIES JUST DON’T HAVE A CLUE
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 6/3/09
POET…NOT GUILTY™ N.G.™
N.G. & BLIZZ…
2 OF A KIND, IS THE WAY IT IS
CREATED FROM THE ACTIONS OF ‘GOD’;
HANDLING ‘GOD’S BIZ’
UNIQUE MINDS…
WITH THE INNORCENCE OF ‘KIDS’
THE DOING OF NOW; AND THE NOW OF DID
FORE, ALL OF CREATION…KNOW THAT THESE 2 ARE A ‘WIZ’
TRUE “INKSTERS” OF THE ARTS…FROM ‘HERS’;
TO ‘HIS’
TRUE…
A TIGHTNESS, THAT REDEFINE ‘SUPERGLUE’
BLESSED…
TO CREATE OUR OWN ‘GLASS SHOE’
IN THE DEPTHS OF DARKNESS;
‘LET THERE BE LIGHT’…IS WHAT ‘WE’ DO
YET; WAVING SOME MAGIC WAND,
BEEN FLEW…
INTO THE REALM OF ;
ENTITIES JUST DON’T HAVE A CLUE
©All Rights Reserved 8/18/09
Writer…Clifford Spiller
Poet…Not Guilty™
Now; here we go:
When You Don’t Know…
I mean really don’t know;
It most definitely shows
Here—There—Everywhere,
Around the Globe
Talking to Those…And Their ‘Souls’
The Big Eyed Entities;
Always on someone’s Toes
IT IS 2009, FOR ALL THAT IT IS WORTH
INTERESTING THINGS, IS ALWAYS HAPPENING ON THIS SO-CALL ‘EARTH’
‘STUPIDITY’, AND GREED;
EVERYDAY…HAS A NEW BIRTH:
MAKING ‘MY UNIQUE ‘GOD’, HEAD HURT’
TURNING THE HOUR-GLASS OF SAND,
INTO ‘DIRT’…
AS REALITY, AND IDEOLOGY ‘FLIRTS’;
IN ANY PANTS, OR ANY SKIRTS
YET…SECOND-THIRD-ETC…
REALLY ‘IS’, IN ‘FIRST’:
THE ‘FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH…
IS NOW QUENCHING ‘ALL INTERPRETATIONS; OF THIRST’
‘BEHOLD’…AS ‘N.G.’, GOES TO WORK…
AS ‘I’ DOCTOR; WHAT USE TO BE ‘NURSE’…
OUT OF MY ‘GOODIE BAG’;
THAT DON’T HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH A ‘PURSE’*
Writer…Clifford Spiller
Poet…Not Guilty™
Now; here we go:
When You Don’t Know…
I mean really don’t know;
It most definitely shows
Here—There—Everywhere,
Around the Globe
Talking to Those…And Their ‘Souls’
The Big Eyed Entities;
Always on someone’s Toes
IT IS 2009, FOR ALL THAT IT IS WORTH
INTERESTING THINGS, IS ALWAYS HAPPENING ON THIS SO-CALL ‘EARTH’
‘STUPIDITY’, AND GREED;
EVERYDAY…HAS A NEW BIRTH:
MAKING ‘MY UNIQUE ‘GOD’, HEAD HURT’
TURNING THE HOUR-GLASS OF SAND,
INTO ‘DIRT’…
AS REALITY, AND IDEOLOGY ‘FLIRTS’;
IN ANY PANTS, OR ANY SKIRTS
YET…SECOND-THIRD-ETC…
REALLY ‘IS’, IN ‘FIRST’:
THE ‘FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH…
IS NOW QUENCHING ‘ALL INTERPRETATIONS; OF THIRST’
‘BEHOLD’…AS ‘N.G.’, GOES TO WORK…
AS ‘I’ DOCTOR; WHAT USE TO BE ‘NURSE’…
OUT OF MY ‘GOODIE BAG’;
THAT DON’T HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH A ‘PURSE’*
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 8/27/09
WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER
POET…NOT GUILTY™ N.G.™
2B OR ‘NOT’ 2B
2B OR ‘NOT’ 2B…
THIS NEW STYLE, OF GLOBLE POETRY’
FOOD FOR THOUGHT; IN ALL IT’S CLARITY
DESIGN TO BE…IT’S OWN IDEOLOGY
A UNIQUE REMEDY…WITH NO APOLOGIES
TO THE IMPERFECTIONS…OF OUR SOCIETY
THERE WILL BE, ‘NO MORE GAMES ON LOCK…
FORE THIS POEM; IS TRULY, THE KEY
2B OR ‘NOT’2B
SOME SAYS, THAT IT IS ‘NOT’ ALL ABOUT MONEY
THIS NEW FLOW, OF ‘MILK & OLD HONEY’…
FROM AROUND THE WORLD;
BACK, TO ‘WALL STREET’
UNITY IS, OUR ‘PROPRIETY
WHEN IT’S ALL SAID, AND DONE…YES; ”FAMILY”
WORD OF THE DAY IS ‘HARMONY’
SO…WELCOME ENTITIES;
AS MY KNOWLEDGE, FEEDS THE HUNGRY
NOT 2B; 4 MOST, ‘IS’ 2B
OL SAY CAN YOU SEE
AN INTERNAL WAR;
THAT’S LOOKING FOR PEACE
WHERE ‘LIFE’ & ‘DEATH’, IS THE ULTIMATE FEE
HERE IS THE ‘MELODY’…
OF ONE’S BLUEPRINT OF ‘DISCREPENCY’
2B OR ‘NOT’ 2B
(N.G.)
WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER
POET…NOT GUILTY™ N.G.™
2B OR ‘NOT’ 2B
2B OR ‘NOT’ 2B…
THIS NEW STYLE, OF GLOBLE POETRY’
FOOD FOR THOUGHT; IN ALL IT’S CLARITY
DESIGN TO BE…IT’S OWN IDEOLOGY
A UNIQUE REMEDY…WITH NO APOLOGIES
TO THE IMPERFECTIONS…OF OUR SOCIETY
THERE WILL BE, ‘NO MORE GAMES ON LOCK…
FORE THIS POEM; IS TRULY, THE KEY
2B OR ‘NOT’2B
SOME SAYS, THAT IT IS ‘NOT’ ALL ABOUT MONEY
THIS NEW FLOW, OF ‘MILK & OLD HONEY’…
FROM AROUND THE WORLD;
BACK, TO ‘WALL STREET’
UNITY IS, OUR ‘PROPRIETY
WHEN IT’S ALL SAID, AND DONE…YES; ”FAMILY”
WORD OF THE DAY IS ‘HARMONY’
SO…WELCOME ENTITIES;
AS MY KNOWLEDGE, FEEDS THE HUNGRY
NOT 2B; 4 MOST, ‘IS’ 2B
OL SAY CAN YOU SEE
AN INTERNAL WAR;
THAT’S LOOKING FOR PEACE
WHERE ‘LIFE’ & ‘DEATH’, IS THE ULTIMATE FEE
HERE IS THE ‘MELODY’…
OF ONE’S BLUEPRINT OF ‘DISCREPENCY’
2B OR ‘NOT’ 2B
(N.G.)
WRITER….CLIFFORD SPILLER
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 4/19/10
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™ N.G.™ (14-7)™
I…’NOT GUILTY’; PERIOD…
IS NOW ‘INKING’, ‘FOR MY MAKER’
COMING FROM ‘ME’…’N.G.’
THAT’S A REALLY INTERESTING IDEOLOGY, OF ‘MAKER’
MUCH ‘HOMAGE 2 ’…NEVER A FAKER
‘BLESSED’…SO, ‘WHAT’S A TAKER’?
‘ENTITIES’…WITNESSING THE REAL-LIVING ‘INK’;
OF ‘A TRUE SHAPER’
‘DEVINE CLAY’…
BEING, ‘ MY TOUCH’, OF ‘NATURE’S EVERYDAY’
THAT IS WHY, ‘I’ DO WHAT ‘I’ DO…
AND ‘SAY’, WHAT ‘I’ ‘SAY’
A ‘LOOKING AT’… YET, ‘I SEE YOU ENTITIES’,TYPE X-RAY
‘YAL’, BE TRIPPING LIKE…
EVERYTHING, IS SOME KIND OF ‘STRESSFUL MAYDAY’;
OF SOME AGENDA-TYPE ‘DISPLAY’
‘CHOICE’, OF A STRANGE GALLOP…
‘GOING VERY MUCH ‘HAY’
A CHEWING ON, THE THOUGHT PROCESS OF;
NOW, WHO REALLY GOTS TO PAY…
IN THIS ‘ADAM & EVE’; REALM OF ‘BABE’?
‘JUDGEMENT’, IS GRADING;
IN THE ‘MAZE OF’…WHO’S GOT THE ‘A’…
WITH THE ‘B’, ON IT’S WAY?
AS ‘I’ SET STRAIGHT; ‘THIS UNIQUE BLACK MALE’…
WRITTEN, AND WRITING, SOCIETY’S FACE;
AS SOME TRYS TO DOWNPLAY, SOMETHING AS SWEET AS…
‘ONE’S WEDDING, OR ‘BIRTHDAY CAKE’
FORE, ‘I’ AM THE ‘EARLY’,
THAT CAN MAKE THINGS, ‘VERY MUCH LATE’
HAVING ‘HEAVEN & HELL’;(FACE TO FACE)…
ON A INTERESTING ‘BLIND-DATE’
(SO STOP, TRYING ME…ENTITIES)
(N.G.)
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 4/19/10
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™ N.G.™ (14-7)™
I…’NOT GUILTY’; PERIOD…
IS NOW ‘INKING’, ‘FOR MY MAKER’
COMING FROM ‘ME’…’N.G.’
THAT’S A REALLY INTERESTING IDEOLOGY, OF ‘MAKER’
MUCH ‘HOMAGE 2 ’…NEVER A FAKER
‘BLESSED’…SO, ‘WHAT’S A TAKER’?
‘ENTITIES’…WITNESSING THE REAL-LIVING ‘INK’;
OF ‘A TRUE SHAPER’
‘DEVINE CLAY’…
BEING, ‘ MY TOUCH’, OF ‘NATURE’S EVERYDAY’
THAT IS WHY, ‘I’ DO WHAT ‘I’ DO…
AND ‘SAY’, WHAT ‘I’ ‘SAY’
A ‘LOOKING AT’… YET, ‘I SEE YOU ENTITIES’,TYPE X-RAY
‘YAL’, BE TRIPPING LIKE…
EVERYTHING, IS SOME KIND OF ‘STRESSFUL MAYDAY’;
OF SOME AGENDA-TYPE ‘DISPLAY’
‘CHOICE’, OF A STRANGE GALLOP…
‘GOING VERY MUCH ‘HAY’
A CHEWING ON, THE THOUGHT PROCESS OF;
NOW, WHO REALLY GOTS TO PAY…
IN THIS ‘ADAM & EVE’; REALM OF ‘BABE’?
‘JUDGEMENT’, IS GRADING;
IN THE ‘MAZE OF’…WHO’S GOT THE ‘A’…
WITH THE ‘B’, ON IT’S WAY?
AS ‘I’ SET STRAIGHT; ‘THIS UNIQUE BLACK MALE’…
WRITTEN, AND WRITING, SOCIETY’S FACE;
AS SOME TRYS TO DOWNPLAY, SOMETHING AS SWEET AS…
‘ONE’S WEDDING, OR ‘BIRTHDAY CAKE’
FORE, ‘I’ AM THE ‘EARLY’,
THAT CAN MAKE THINGS, ‘VERY MUCH LATE’
HAVING ‘HEAVEN & HELL’;(FACE TO FACE)…
ON A INTERESTING ‘BLIND-DATE’
(SO STOP, TRYING ME…ENTITIES)
(N.G.)
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™ ‘N.G.™ 04/11/10
‘EVE’
THE ADAM IN ME…’THAT I AM’;
IS REALLY TO STOP, ALL SABLIMINAL NEGATIVES COMING OUR WAY;
SOMEWHAT LIKE, THE HOVER ‘DAM’
TURNING OUR GENERATORS OF BALANCE;
AS THE MAGNETISM OF ALL ‘DUM-S@%T’…
‘GET SLAM’…
’GET DUNKED’…
BACK IN THE REALM,
OF IT’S OWN QUADTUM FUNK
THE SWEET SMELL OF THIS UNION;
MOVES ON, LIKE A CEREMONIOUS WEDDING OF OUR FLOW…
GOING ‘HORK’
BLOWING THE HORNS OF ‘SIXTY-NINE TIMES’
A FOREVER EMBRACING…
WITH, & PASS THIS UNIQUE POEM OF A RHYME
A MESSAGE, WITHIN A MESSAGE…
THAT HAS REALITY, CHECKING THE ‘TIME’
‘EVOLUTION’…ALSO CHECKING THE CLIMB…
LIKE THE NUMBER OF VERTEBRAS;
WITHIN ONES SPINE
THE ‘HERE I GO’…OF ’HARD TO FIND’…
A TOGETHERNESS; THAT SUPERGLUE CAN’T EVEN BIND
WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™ ‘N.G.™ 04/11/10
‘EVE’
THE ADAM IN ME…’THAT I AM’;
IS REALLY TO STOP, ALL SABLIMINAL NEGATIVES COMING OUR WAY;
SOMEWHAT LIKE, THE HOVER ‘DAM’
TURNING OUR GENERATORS OF BALANCE;
AS THE MAGNETISM OF ALL ‘DUM-S@%T’…
‘GET SLAM’…
’GET DUNKED’…
BACK IN THE REALM,
OF IT’S OWN QUADTUM FUNK
THE SWEET SMELL OF THIS UNION;
MOVES ON, LIKE A CEREMONIOUS WEDDING OF OUR FLOW…
GOING ‘HORK’
BLOWING THE HORNS OF ‘SIXTY-NINE TIMES’
A FOREVER EMBRACING…
WITH, & PASS THIS UNIQUE POEM OF A RHYME
A MESSAGE, WITHIN A MESSAGE…
THAT HAS REALITY, CHECKING THE ‘TIME’
‘EVOLUTION’…ALSO CHECKING THE CLIMB…
LIKE THE NUMBER OF VERTEBRAS;
WITHIN ONES SPINE
THE ‘HERE I GO’…OF ’HARD TO FIND’…
A TOGETHERNESS; THAT SUPERGLUE CAN’T EVEN BIND
WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™ N.G.™ (14-7)™
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 4/12/10
‘FOR MY PEEPS’
IN THE REALM OF MANY SUBJECTS…
PEEK GAME; ALSO, IN THIS REALM OF MANY BUDGETS
PAID BY YOU…WHILE YOU GET YOUR BUTT SCREWED
BECAUSE ENTITIES ARE LOOKING FOR A NEW HIGH NOTE;
OF ‘US PEEPS’, TO BE SINGING SOME F-DUP ‘BLUES’
THE COLOR IS ‘UNIVERSAL’…
SO, WE ‘ALL’, ARE BEING USED:
WHILE THE TOP 5%, CALL THIS MESS, SO KIND OF ‘SCHOOL’
TO LEARN WHAT THEY REALLY ARE; INSTEAD OF US:
BUT, SOME OF US…BY CHOICE; ‘FOOLS’
YOU DON’T HAVE TO JUST, ‘TAKE IT FROM ME’…
FORE, IT IS ‘ALL’ IN OUR EVERYDAY NEWS:
THAT THE 5%, USES AS A TOOL
SOME OF IT, IS REAL…SOME; VERY MUCH, MISCONSTRUDE
YET; ‘WE THE PEOPLE’, BE LIKE…
‘I KNOW THAT DUDE’
‘GOT MY VOTE’,…AND ‘ELVIS, BLUE SWADE SHOES’
DAM THIEVES; BEYOND THE DEFINITION OF ‘RUDE’
SMOKE-SCREENING, THEIR ASS OFF;
SO, THE REAL TRUTH; CAN’T BE VIEWED
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™ N.G.™ (14-7)™
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 4/12/10
‘FOR MY PEEPS’
IN THE REALM OF MANY SUBJECTS…
PEEK GAME; ALSO, IN THIS REALM OF MANY BUDGETS
PAID BY YOU…WHILE YOU GET YOUR BUTT SCREWED
BECAUSE ENTITIES ARE LOOKING FOR A NEW HIGH NOTE;
OF ‘US PEEPS’, TO BE SINGING SOME F-DUP ‘BLUES’
THE COLOR IS ‘UNIVERSAL’…
SO, WE ‘ALL’, ARE BEING USED:
WHILE THE TOP 5%, CALL THIS MESS, SO KIND OF ‘SCHOOL’
TO LEARN WHAT THEY REALLY ARE; INSTEAD OF US:
BUT, SOME OF US…BY CHOICE; ‘FOOLS’
YOU DON’T HAVE TO JUST, ‘TAKE IT FROM ME’…
FORE, IT IS ‘ALL’ IN OUR EVERYDAY NEWS:
THAT THE 5%, USES AS A TOOL
SOME OF IT, IS REAL…SOME; VERY MUCH, MISCONSTRUDE
YET; ‘WE THE PEOPLE’, BE LIKE…
‘I KNOW THAT DUDE’
‘GOT MY VOTE’,…AND ‘ELVIS, BLUE SWADE SHOES’
DAM THIEVES; BEYOND THE DEFINITION OF ‘RUDE’
SMOKE-SCREENING, THEIR ASS OFF;
SO, THE REAL TRUTH; CAN’T BE VIEWED
©BEST FRIEND*
·
ONCE...IN THE DESERT OF LONLINESS,
A BEAUTIFUL ANGLE APPEARED
AUTHORIZE...TO BE MY BEST FRIEND,
AND HELP ME CONQUER MY FEARS
SO AT THE ALTARPIECE OF AMAZEMENT,
GAME DOES RECONIZE GAME
IF SHE'S HERE TO BE STRONG FOR ME,
THEN FOR HER...I'LL DO THE SAME
SHE'S A ENTREE OF JOY,
AND I HUNGER FOR HER TASTE...
OF TRUE ARTISTIC FRIENDSHIP,
THAT'S BEEN ABSENT AND ALSO MISPLACED
UNFORTUNATELY ON THIS PLANET,
SHE ALSO HAVE DEMONS TO FIGHT
MAYBE WE'LL JOIN FORCES,
AND MAKE ALL THOSE HEADAKES TAKE FLIGHT...
(MY BEST FRIEND*)
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
©N.G.2003
WRITER....MR. CLIF4 SPILLER*
PEACE*
·
ONCE...IN THE DESERT OF LONLINESS,
A BEAUTIFUL ANGLE APPEARED
AUTHORIZE...TO BE MY BEST FRIEND,
AND HELP ME CONQUER MY FEARS
SO AT THE ALTARPIECE OF AMAZEMENT,
GAME DOES RECONIZE GAME
IF SHE'S HERE TO BE STRONG FOR ME,
THEN FOR HER...I'LL DO THE SAME
SHE'S A ENTREE OF JOY,
AND I HUNGER FOR HER TASTE...
OF TRUE ARTISTIC FRIENDSHIP,
THAT'S BEEN ABSENT AND ALSO MISPLACED
UNFORTUNATELY ON THIS PLANET,
SHE ALSO HAVE DEMONS TO FIGHT
MAYBE WE'LL JOIN FORCES,
AND MAKE ALL THOSE HEADAKES TAKE FLIGHT...
(MY BEST FRIEND*)
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
©N.G.2003
WRITER....MR. CLIF4 SPILLER*
PEACE*
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
LADY EVE
LADY EVE...
HOW YOU FASINATE DE
THE MANY DIMENIONS OF YOUR BEAUTY,
TRANSCENDS..
BRING FORTH YOUR SWEET HEAT THAT
EMBRACES ONE WITHIN..
TRANSCENDING AGAIN..
TO PLACES, THE DECRIPTION OF SUCH
BEAUTY, HAS NEVERED BEEN
FEEDING EVERY FIBER..
OF THE WORD..."ESSENCE"
"GOD"...WHAT A BLESSIN
© N.G.2004
Writer Mr.Clifford Spiller Poet Name....” Not Guilty"™ peace*
LADY EVE...
HOW YOU FASINATE DE
THE MANY DIMENIONS OF YOUR BEAUTY,
TRANSCENDS..
BRING FORTH YOUR SWEET HEAT THAT
EMBRACES ONE WITHIN..
TRANSCENDING AGAIN..
TO PLACES, THE DECRIPTION OF SUCH
BEAUTY, HAS NEVERED BEEN
FEEDING EVERY FIBER..
OF THE WORD..."ESSENCE"
"GOD"...WHAT A BLESSIN
© N.G.2004
Writer Mr.Clifford Spiller Poet Name....” Not Guilty"™ peace*
Stretchmarks
Decorated Suspenders of Agenda…
Reflecting that We ‘All’;
are Winners…
In Da Frame of
‘Have U seen Her’
The Beauty dat We are
At times,
‘Seeming’ so far
Dealing with,
Da Healing of Scars…
Thru the Blueprint,
& Compassion of…
Strechmarks*
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™
Decorated Suspenders of Agenda…
Reflecting that We ‘All’;
are Winners…
In Da Frame of
‘Have U seen Her’
The Beauty dat We are
At times,
‘Seeming’ so far
Dealing with,
Da Healing of Scars…
Thru the Blueprint,
& Compassion of…
Strechmarks*
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™
“Wet Daydream”....part-2
Open your mind, and let nature take flight...
fore we are now taking “Wet Daydream”…
to interesting heights
with all new flavors...to please ones unique taste
plus...assorted colors,
for those that likes their flow traced
glowing...in soul pleasing passion,
back to their partner's face
getting freaky…at a very complex pace
so the body, and the mind..
won't get in a wet race
O.K. ...buckle up those hormones,
we're going into drive...
now into dive
now into surprise..surprize..surprise.
it’s the ultimate contact..
as one’s emotions truly fly
causing many levels of erotic dimenions,
to spontaneously collide…
oozing the perfect fit…for one’s unique perfect size
there’s a wet party at the oasis,
between pandora’s perfect diminional thighs
“Dream-on”
©N.G.2004
©All Rights Reserved
Writer...Clifford Spiller
Poet Name..."Not Guilty"™
Open your mind, and let nature take flight...
fore we are now taking “Wet Daydream”…
to interesting heights
with all new flavors...to please ones unique taste
plus...assorted colors,
for those that likes their flow traced
glowing...in soul pleasing passion,
back to their partner's face
getting freaky…at a very complex pace
so the body, and the mind..
won't get in a wet race
O.K. ...buckle up those hormones,
we're going into drive...
now into dive
now into surprise..surprize..surprise.
it’s the ultimate contact..
as one’s emotions truly fly
causing many levels of erotic dimenions,
to spontaneously collide…
oozing the perfect fit…for one’s unique perfect size
there’s a wet party at the oasis,
between pandora’s perfect diminional thighs
“Dream-on”
©N.G.2004
©All Rights Reserved
Writer...Clifford Spiller
Poet Name..."Not Guilty"™
Lady…
I can feel “U” looking
Watching…in a hard stare
But, with a ‘jazzy-romantic-type glare
As a flock of tantalizing lust;
Fills the air…
That 1 can reach out, & grab
Bringing out your ‘sweet’ flirtatious laugh
As ‘We’ break the ice of rowdy possibilities…
That ‘We’ can explore with our minds;
As well as our anatomy
Fore, the cent of enchantment, has a new rivalry…
As ‘We’ embrace this freaky opportunity
Passing bases…
2 finally be ‘Face 2 Face’
alone in my corner…
my cave…my place of space;
as our minds calculate, & debate…
Dam…
how long can the other wait;
before physical 4-play take place…
making clothing escape…emotions race;
making one thirsty 4 a taste…
of boiling passion…
demanding Fortier action…
with depth…
in harmony with your every breath…
as it increases…
You start shaking,
almost into pieces…
clinging & clawing my skin…
trying 2 force my whole body in…
2 your now made;
reality Wet Daydream*
N.G.
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™
I can feel “U” looking
Watching…in a hard stare
But, with a ‘jazzy-romantic-type glare
As a flock of tantalizing lust;
Fills the air…
That 1 can reach out, & grab
Bringing out your ‘sweet’ flirtatious laugh
As ‘We’ break the ice of rowdy possibilities…
That ‘We’ can explore with our minds;
As well as our anatomy
Fore, the cent of enchantment, has a new rivalry…
As ‘We’ embrace this freaky opportunity
Passing bases…
2 finally be ‘Face 2 Face’
alone in my corner…
my cave…my place of space;
as our minds calculate, & debate…
Dam…
how long can the other wait;
before physical 4-play take place…
making clothing escape…emotions race;
making one thirsty 4 a taste…
of boiling passion…
demanding Fortier action…
with depth…
in harmony with your every breath…
as it increases…
You start shaking,
almost into pieces…
clinging & clawing my skin…
trying 2 force my whole body in…
2 your now made;
reality Wet Daydream*
N.G.
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
WRITER…CLIFFORD SPILLER
POET…’NOT GUILTY’™
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